dominobrown
Well-Known Member
Having lost the joy of horses and most things in life the thread about Derby House got me thinking about the „good old days“.
I was a 90‘s pony mad child, I used to love getting the catalogues and circling everything I wanted for my pony (probably much to my mum’s concern)
I used to learn about all the different bits in the shires catalogues and there was a little description of each which meant in pony club and BHS exams my knowledge of bits and tack was second to none.
I used to love visiting tack shops anywhere we went. The smell was amazing and even before I had a pony I used to save up and like a brush or a hoofpick of something small. When I got my first pony I had a little grooming kit all made up from saving up or gifts and remember taking it to the riding school with me before I had my own pony so I could brush my pony before the lesson and taking it to my neighbours house (which was a point to point yard) where I would „help“ or hang around all the time
Please please do post your own memories, stories and pictures!
I was a 90‘s pony mad child, I used to love getting the catalogues and circling everything I wanted for my pony (probably much to my mum’s concern)
I used to learn about all the different bits in the shires catalogues and there was a little description of each which meant in pony club and BHS exams my knowledge of bits and tack was second to none.
I used to love visiting tack shops anywhere we went. The smell was amazing and even before I had a pony I used to save up and like a brush or a hoofpick of something small. When I got my first pony I had a little grooming kit all made up from saving up or gifts and remember taking it to the riding school with me before I had my own pony so I could brush my pony before the lesson and taking it to my neighbours house (which was a point to point yard) where I would „help“ or hang around all the time
Please please do post your own memories, stories and pictures!